The boundless Light Sea.
At this point, this vast land where Jietian had once stood like a forest had been reduced to nothing but the Dao Lords and a sea of boiling Two Extremes Life-Death Profound Light.
All things had vanished, leaving only [Three].
If one day the Dao Lords also disappeared, leaving only the Two Extremes Life-Death Profound Light, then [Three] would regress to [Two], until it returned to [One].
By then, the Light Sea would be utterly destroyed.
At the same time, a young man with the bearing of a celestial being and the Primordial Honored Name sat cross-legged atop the Light Sea. His breathing and exhalations formed a world of their own.
Only after a long while did he open his eyes and ponder, At present, to restore my injuries to the balance point of [Fixed Number Has Flaws, Thus Change Arises], then return to the position of Dao Lord, will likely take nearly ten thousand years. Too slow. And the others likely will not tolerate it.
Chu Sheng looked around.
With him at the center, the locations of Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and Wan Fa formed an encirclement. This was also the unspoken understanding shared by the Dao Lords.
No one wished to have another ruler looming above their heads.
Before I return to being a Dao Lord, these three will surely make a move and knock me down again—unless I can find a way to restore them as well.
With that thought, Chu Sheng's mind raced.
At that moment, Sword Lord's cool voice suddenly rang out. "Daoist friend, the reestablishment of [Heavenly Dao] has now taken shape. Please come and speak with us."
Chu Sheng was not surprised. With a turn of his Divine Thought, the scene before him shifted as time and place changed.